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It wasn't something Jared would readily admit but he was in love. No, his love for his wife wasn't the secret; he loved Stacy deeply and would shout his devotion from the rooftops if given half a chance. His secret love was reserved for something else.He loved his new TV. They'd had it for months now and he still thought it was just awesome.The sixty-inch flat-panel almost didn't fit properly in their cozy little house. He was virtually infatuated with it. So infatuated, in fact, that he had begun watching it even when there was nothing on.On Saturday nights, there was nothing on. Well, almost nothing on. Nothing good certainly. But there was this one thing that came on every Saturday night that kept drawing him in.So it was another quiet night at home on the couch with his wife. She sat to his left, curled up near the lamp reading. He glanced at her as the program began. She was in sweatpants and a T-shirt. Jared took note that she was also wearing a bra... around the house, she sometimes went without but she'd been shopping earlier in the day and had left it on.He also suspected that she sometimes wore them to avoid inadvertently arousing him.Jared also took note of the way his wife held her book. They were both avid readers but Stacy had a habit that bugged Jared Lancaster. She was horribly, horribly hard on books. She only ever read paperbacks if she could possibly help it and she always mangled them.Jared knew she was currently reading a romantic adventure set in colonial Australia. She'd been feeding him high-points for days. Jared could tell how into a book she was by how tightly she curled it back on itself. Stacy Lancaster had completely broken the spine of her current victim. She was a little over half-way through and the poor tome was bent back on itself, looking like a butterfly at rest.His wife treated the books she bought as disposable items to be read and thrown away. It always seemed odd to Jared... his wife was a bit of a tightwad really. She wasn't the kind to be wasteful. But as she had explained to him at least a dozen times, the comfort she got out of the tactile feel of clutching a book tightly in her hand was well worth the price.As the movie began, Stacy made a pained noise. "What?" Jared asked."I don't understand how you can watch this crap," She istanbul travesti (https://www.istanbulbilgileri.com) said, looking up from the tortured pages."It's not that bad," He said defensively.She sighed. "Yes, it is. It's horrible. The only thing interesting about these movies is the amazement I feel that they actually got made."Jared tried not to pout. "Look, I know they aren't great but they're kind of fun."Stacy held the book down in her lap for a moment. "Jared, I can appreciate camp as much as the next person but these things are just horrid. I can't believe dozens or hundreds of people actually spend months working to make these things."They both watched briefly as the SyFy logo faded and the movie began. Jared raised a finger. "Don't start."With feigned grumpiness, Stacy returned to her book. "Go ahead, enjoy your 'SeeFee'".Fifteen minutes or so passed. Jared was left to argue internally with himself as the opening scenes played out. 'Okay, it's bad, but it's a good kind of bad,' He thought.As the movie went to commercial, Stacy looked up. "Did they just say what I think they said?" she asked."What?" Jared asked.Stacy hadn't been paying any attention to the promos or the movie itself but the blurb just before the "FreeCreditReport.com" guys started singing had somehow got her attention. "Did that say 'Sharktopus'?""Yeah," Jared answered."As in a cross between a shark and an octopus?""Yeah."She just stared at him for a few seconds. "Unbelievable."She tried to go back to her book but for some reason couldn't. "No, really, unbelievable. Not only did someone come up with the idea of making a monster by combining a shark and an octopus, not only did they write a script about said abomination but then went and actually filmed it. Actors spoke lines about the monster and no doubt some computer artist came up with a design for the thing."She pointed an accusing finger at her husband. "Not only was this travesty made but now YOU are going to sit here and watch it!""Well, don?t you want to see what a sharktopus looks like?" he asked.She just stared at him again. "Unbelievable," was all the answer he got and she lifted her book as a shield between them.Only a few more minutes passed before she moved to get up. "I'm going to get something to drink. Want anything?" she asked. At istanbul travesti (https://www.travestiistanbul.info) least she didn?t seem to be actually mad about his choice in entertainment.He lifted his clinking glass of coke, now half water but still refreshing. "I'm good," He said.A minute later she returned with her favorite; grapefruit juice and Sprite. She set it on the coffee table and curled up in her corner.First Jared's eyes then his head swiveled. He stared at her for a couple seconds before tearing himself back towards his sixty inches of nirvana.She was still wearing the same T-shirt but she had taken her sweatpants off. Jared had been immediately drawn by the flash of her pale thighs as she entered the lamp's light. She had kept her legs demurely closed as she curled them beneath her. She casually tugged the hem of her shirt down around her hip.He hadn't seen any indication that she was wearing panties. But surely she must be. His wife might often go braless in the house but never pantyless.Jared began losing track of the story, such as it was. He glanced covertly at his wife every minute or so. It was hard to tell in the mix of light and shadow but he didn't think she was wearing a bra anymore.As the minutes ticked by, Stacy subtly shifted position now and then. Her legs unbent a bit. Soon, her toes were brushing his thigh.*Jared himself was in gym shorts and a T-shirt. The tips of her toes were cool against the meat of his leg. Her nails scratched gently against him.As casually as possible, Jared let his hand rest on her calf. He could feel the bit of stubble that indicated she would need to shave her legs soon. Jared didn't mind... somehow the prickly roughness seemed all the more intimate.Over the course of a minute or two, his hand slowly made its way up her leg in fits and starts. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his wife try to hide the smile teasing at her lips.Suddenly Stacy shifted, curling up once more, pulling away from her husband.*Not sure what his wife was playing at, Jared tried to concentrate on the movie.During the next commercial break, Jared stared openly at Stacy. She ignored him, apparently unaware of his scrutiny. It was only when the film travesty resumed and he had turned back to it that she moved again. Almost against his will, Jared's istanbul travesti (https://www.istanbullife.info) head rotated to carry his eyes back to his wife.She had turned a bit, putting her back square against the couch arm. She had her legs pressed closed, her knees high in front of her.Jared went back to the movie but only for a moment. He sensed more movement and turned to look at his wife.Slowly, as if she were merely relaxing, her knees were separating. As her legs spread, Jared's gaze was drawn to where they joined at her groin.*Nothing hid the soft dark thatch of her beaver. Jared's eyes were riveted by the hint of moist pink flesh peeking out from behind her bush.His wife wasn't wearing any panties.When a hand slid down to softly stroke her mound, Jared's eyes jerked up to find Stacy staring back at him. She set the book aside and held his gaze as she slid her finger between her labia. Her shirt was pulled tight across one breast and Jared could plainly see the outline of her engorged nipple.Wordlessly, Stacy fingered herself in front of her husband. She shivered as she saw hunger fill his eyes. They darted from point to point, one moment focusing on her eyes then dropping down to watch her hand play with her pink gash. A second later, he would try to burn a hole through her shirt, locking his gaze on her shrouded tits.She wondered how long he would sit there just watching. She licked her lips for his benefit. Concentrating on the delightful little pulses building up in her pussy, her breath quickened. Her mouth opened. She began to gasp silently.Jared surprised his wife. He waited several long minutes watching her pleasure herself. Her fingers moved faster and faster and tiny little noises of girlish pleasure escaped her heaving chest. When she bit her lower lip, Jared nearly jumped on her but he was just able to restrain his lust.The movie was completely forgotten.Stacy's pussy-pleasing hand jerked and her other hand raked across her cotton-clad tits. She huffed and moaned and came on her fingers.In a flash, Jared was on her. He cupped his hand over hers and felt the wet, trembling heat of her quim. His other hand grabbed the back of her head and pulled her mouth to his. Knowing one another well, the Lancasters' tongues welcomed each other in a clashing embrace. Their teeth knocked together as Jared kissed his wife fiercely.Stacy slid her damp hand from beneath Jared's and moaned as he pressed a finger into her quivering hole. She sent her hand questing up his thigh and through the leg hole of his shorts. There it wrapped around her husband's stiff cock and squeezed it hard.